I don't have kids, but thanks to teacher friends and parent friends on Facebook, I'm well aware that school started today. Blech. What a bummer. I mean, obviously, this doesn't really affect me as cats are not required to go to school, but I am always thoroughly against summer ending.

I see a chair with my name on it.

So as usual, I'm in denial about summer ending, and as I passed my hungover ass out by the pool yesterday, I tried to pretend I was somewhere tropical rather than at a pool in the middle of a parking lot in Baltimore, surrounded by fake palm trees and even faker waspy bros in muscle tees.

Someone at the pool changed the music from the usual fist-pumping EDM to a nice blend of reggae, Sublime, and other chill jamz. I am not going to lie -- it took me straight back to high school, but not in a bad way. And I realized I never put together a solid Caribbean vacation soundtrack, and that, my friends, is a fucking travesty.

I can't complain because Jen and I are looking ahead to Lisbon and Madrid, but shit man, if you still have a Caribbean vacation on the horizon, welp, I'm jealous. But not jealous enough to leave your Spotify playlists uncovered. So enjoy, mon!